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Click hereCharlie nodded. "Well we have the house to ourselves for another two and a half hours. What do you want to do?"
His hazel eyes darkened as he notice her puckered nipple peeking out from under the fleece blanket.
"I can think of a few things," he rumbled. His cock was back to life and Charlie stifled a moan as he rubbed his hardness against her leg.
"Do you ever stop?" she said with a laugh.
"Never." He grinned. "Come on, krasotka Convince me to stay for another week or two."
"We didn't do enough convincing already this weekend?" she inquired.
His hands threaded through her unruly curls as he kissed her deeply, his tongue tasting bitter and sweet all at once. "I am a stubborn Russian," he rumbled. "I need a lot of convincing."
"Well then," she replied. "I'll be sure to convince you extra hard, Russian." Her hands reached between them, gripping his cock. She enjoyed his soft moan as he closed his eyes briefly. When he opened them, there was that familiar look of fiery, naked lust that made her pussy throb with anticipation.
"I'm counting on it, Krasotka"
Charlie grinned as he lowered his lips to hers again, claiming her tongue in a soul-searing kiss.
This was shaping up to be a good summer after all. What a difference the Weekend makes.
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Chapter 5 of "Getting Over Edie" is on the way! Thanks for being so patient!
To illwind: it wasn't implied that Charlie wanted to be the center of her parents lives as an adult. It was, however, implied very early in the story that she couldn't really count on them. A child is not supposed stop existing for her parents when leaving home.
Charlie definitely doesn't come of as self-centered.
I was one of the many others that managed to read "The Long Weekend," when it first posted on Literotica.
Since then, I've read this story countless of times, over the years. And the thing is I've never had a visual perception of Charlie and of... "The Russian" (LOL!) until now.
As for Charlie, I see DeWanda Wise and for Gavril, I see Florian Munteanu.
I honestly don't understand how I was supposed to feel anything but dislike for Charlie. She is one of those people who expects the world to be handed to them on a silver platter, and then when it is, she gets pissed off because the platter is slightly tarnished. I mean, this line:
"Either way they were too wrapped up in their own petty lives to pay her much attention."(said in regards to her parents)
Petty? Wow. It takes a special kind of person to be that self-centered. Was she expecting to be the focal point of her parents lives for the rest of her life? She is in college, right? Not kindergarten? Were they just supposed to stop existing when she left home?
I hate hipsters as much as the next guy, but I would spend an entire night in a bar full of them before I would want to share a single drink with Charlie.